Lady is the newest neighbour on your street, but you remember that she give you her phone number recently. So, you call the girl. The eyes of the punk ignite with anger, like two blue flares. "What the fuck, dude?" She asks with a look of disgust. "What do you mean?" You reply. "I was giving you a foot massage.
"Yeah, sure. With your dick, isn't it?" The blonde mocks. "Do you think that I can't make a difference between a penis and something else on my foot? I know what I said about the cum-catchers and all that shit, and yeah, I keep them soft, flexible, and smelly because I never know when my boyfriend might want a sniff or a footjob... but you're basically raping my feet. I told you that your girlfriend should use my legs, because I don't want to be involved in your sexual practices. I don't want to touch your thing."
That sounds a bit contradictory to you, but you tell her that you'll do it the way she says. After hanging up, you face the pair of legs. They are sitting on the edge of the bed, crossed one over the other. In spite of everything, you're not happy with the treatment received. So, you decide to punish the rebel. You take one foot and bury your face on her sole to get a good sniff, while her toes wiggle over your forehead. Your nose is tickling her. You continue sniffing, holding Lady's ankle with one hand, shaking your meat with the other until you ejaculate inside one of her boots.
"I hope you enjoy the fact that I have ruined your favorite boots", you declare, knowing that she can't hear you. But that's not enough, she deserves...